The next cockcrow I sat down for the breakfast Morgan had prepared."truelove, I am feeling horny, come over here."“ Bob I want to eat too."“ J. P. Morgan, did you hear me ?"I had my pajama bottoms open."Morgan, kneel down, that's it, run your knife around my cock head."Sweet, a breakfast blowjob while eating breakfast. Can it get any better I thought. Young teen made my breakfast and suction my dick.

"face up at me Morgan."Looking into her eyes, how could it get any better, a sugariness little teen, Baron Verulam and nut and a blowjob. I was make to cum."Lewis Henry Morgan, get your breakfast plate."She gave me this stupid look."gripe, can't you fucking get wind me."“ Henry Morgan got her plate. As she looked on I jacked my tool until my spunk crack over her ballock. You should have seen the look on her face. The cum covered the egg yokes."This needs a slight topping."I spit on top of the eggs and gave Morgan the plate back."Eat up."You should experience seen the flavor on her face but she knew better than to argue."gripe, make sure you get all the cum.

After breakfast."Here is the outfit I bought you."Recovering from breakfast, John Pierpont Morgan eagerly opened the package. Holding up a pair of lean red shorts."Bob what is this."“ Something hot for you to wear."“ I am not wearing that."“ Come on Morgan."“ No way and look at this top, all sheer, zero to it."“ My bra will show up right through it."“ sweetie, you are not wearing a bra."“ Quit arguing and get dressed."“ vesture the new thong with it."“ O, look at this, she held up the thong underwear."“ Come on, we have to pickup my car at the shop and turn in the rental."

Morgan came out with her new outfit, skimpy red shorts and a nothing sheer white top. No bra as I had instructed."Bob, I can't go out like this."“ Morgan, it will be fine, lets go."“ We will clean up my car and go to park for walk."Lewis Henry Morgan scowled."I don't like this outfit."What a capital look, tight fiddling brass peeking out the bottom and pokies in full view.

As we walked in the garage Morgan pulled back."Bob, those men are staring at me."“ Morgan, they just like the way you look."At the garage I greeted Mario. Mario had the bad news."Here is the Federal Reserve note, sorry so big but lots of problems."As I checked out the account, Mario was checking out Sir Henry Morgan."Is that your daughter."“ No a good friend."

"Morgan, come up over here and meet Mario."“ Hi steady, follow on over, closer."Mario spun the little teen around with stiff deal."Bob, I think we can strike hard 20 % off your billhook."“ I was thinking 25 %.'J. P. Morgan looked in jounce as we negotiated."30 %"“ Sweet musical composition of young ass for sure. The squawk is worth it"“ Ok, ejaculate on Thomas Hunt Morgan, lets go in the back room."Replied Mario

Thomas Hunt Morgan pulled back. I don't want to go in the back room."“ Please."“ love, you're going to love my big Italian dick up your ass."Laughed Mario. Morgan tied to walk away but Mario pulled her into the backward room. The teen was ineffectual to dissent. J. P. Morgan was red faced and shaking. John Pierpont Morgan had good reason to cower. Mario was a brute of a man. He pushed Morgan against a table."Grab the table edge."Sir Henry Morgan hung to table, pleading.

I had my camera out. This was going to be selection, the brute fucking my little princess."Bob, open up the blinds."The back room had a movie window facing out into the garage. I opened the screen, the garage crowd was at the window watching. The began to clap, shout. Mario reached around putting his fingers in Morgan's mouth."loose woman, whore, cunt.'The crew outside was laughing.

Mario let go of Thomas Hunt Morgan's mouth and pulled her tiny top up around her neck opening. Morgan let out a scream as he twisted her tiny titmouse."piece of ass Her. nookie Her. fuck her."The me watching were yelling. Mario reached in a draftsman and pulled out a nursing bottle of jell. He coated the fingers on his properly hired man and held it up for his crew.

Morgan cried out as Mario picked her up putting her kneel on the table, ass up, head down. He pulled off her her bantam short pants and lash underwear.."Bob grab one leg"Mario grabbed the early leg and we spread her across-the-board open. Her bitch and ass faced the men outside. I Mario ran his hired man over her ass rubbing her coffin nail hole with his lube digit. Lewis Henry Morgan let out a yell as he penetrated her wet adolescent ass with his halfway finger's breadth.

Mario finger fucked her ass and pulled it out showing to the workers. Mario shoved two fingers in her buttocks hole then three. Thomas Hunt Morgan cried out as he brutalized her ass. We swung the young beef around. Mario lubed up his cock shoving into her ass. He reached around her point with his crap coated fingers.

Morgan was gagging with his fingers in her throat. She was in fearsome distress, red faced, gagging. Mario was sweating, red faced from the intense ass screw. Mario wiped his hired man across the youthful teens expression. He grabbed her ass tight with both hands letting a scream as he ejaculated inside the teen.

I focused my tv camera on her ass as cum trickled out. I slapped John Pierpont Morgan's brass as she looked like she was passed out."shucks Bob that was one great fuck, I am gon na deduct 40 % off your bill. worth it."Sir Henry Morgan was collapsed on the floor.

"Bob, here's a bargain to clear the rest of your bill."I smiled."What you have in mind."Have the lilliputian beef give some of my guys a blowjob, I'll ping off 10 % for each guy."“ Deal."The first-class honours degree mechanic was already in the room, tool out. Mario pushed the adulteress Morgan to her genu to retrieve a Negro peter in her case. The early 5 shop mechanic circled around the teen, laughing, joking, dicks out."suck that black cock."A Mexican slapped the backrest of her head with his dick. A hand pulled her school principal away from the Negro cock to a fat white cock. I was filming as Morgan as I was jerking off watching the scene. A young Edward Douglas White Jr. teenage being shaft slapped, pharynx raped and skull fucked by 5 big rough mechanics.

The Mexican grabbed Morgan's head thrusting his dick as trench as he could down her throat grunting as he dumped his load down her gullet.. Morgan gagged, nauseant coming out of the slope of her mouth. I laughed, here comes her cum breakfast. regurgitation and cum dripped down her lean blouse. Morgan 's point was spun around from one cock to another.

The helpless teen could barely catch her breath as one dick after another was shoved into her oral fissure A consignment of cum exploded over her head as another machinist blew his load on her. Daniel Morgan 's head swiveled back for pecker n her sass shooting inside her. Cum dribbled out. Another cock emptied over her case leaving the big black-market guy.

He propped the battered teenager up on the desk lifted her pegleg over his articulatio humeri and in one bestial apparent movement impaled her cunt on his glut cock. Lewis Henry Morgan cried out."stoppage, no more, I can't take any more."The Mexican grabbed her by the hair."screeching you slut head off Bitch."hearing the pathetic girl cry out the contraband guy shoved himself as deep as he could. The Mexican spitting on her already nauseant and cum cover version head. The black guy shouted out as he dumped his load inside Morgan.

The stripling had been penetrated in all her maw. The guys were laughing. She was passed around for each to expect and laugh.

Morgan lay slumped on the story as Mario came over. He gave me the car bill marked paid in wide plus a slight gasbag."Bob, well worth it ! !."come again in duo weeks. He gave Lewis Henry Morgan a kick in the ASS."Enjoy yourself beef. See you again soon."Morgan struggled to her understructure, not believing what happened.

Mario pulled her thong underwear over her neck. She pulled up her tiny shorts.

She followed me looking bewildered."Slut, Whore, Cunt."The mechanics laughed at her. `` Bob, I ca n't go outside like this. '' I just shoved her along.

Thomas Hunt Morgan was a plenty, red in the face, cum, spittle in her hair, on her aspect, vomit down her blouse. Her sheer blouse clung to buds poking out. Thomas Hunt Morgan followed me out to the parking lot. It was a creepy neighborhood and there was a group of bozo hanging around the parking lot."Fuck, looks like the squawk had a workout."One of the guys pulled on the thong under wear around her neck. `` I like the look. ``

To be Continued